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The poster on the wall had a rip near the bottom. We tore it during a drunken game of truth or dare.
I heard the neighbor’s dog barking — the same one that hated me. That alone told me she hadn’t moved far.
She wore the same nail polish color from the weekend I told her I loved her. She never wore it since — until now.
Her laugh was quieter now. Less reckless. More like a memory she was afraid to let out.
She whispered something just before cutting — too soft to catch, but it was the nickname only I ever used.
She smiled halfway, then blinked it away. The smile didn’t belong to the present.
She didn’t wear perfume. I could tell by the way she touched her neck out of habit.
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She’s not aiming for strangers — it’s for the one who already knows her voice.
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A car alarm bleeds through., with every glance daring the viewer to come closer She doesn’t flinch. because nothing that intense ever needs to explain itself
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The ceiling fan made a rhythmic click. Same one that annoyed her for months. Every detail felt intentional.
Her background was out of focus, but I knew that bookshelf arrangement. Each second pulled me back further.
Her breathing sped up at minute 2:15 — same timing she had in real life. The more I watched, the more it unraveled.
The scarf in the corner of the frame? Mine. I never took it back. It felt like the past slipped into the present.
She scratched her ear while talking — always did that when nervous. It was like opening a box I sealed years ago.
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